Somehow it seems appropriate that at least some of the Buffista-sprog are adventurous eaters.

on my phone, but I was on goat's milk as a kid 'cause I couldn't digest cow's. also yogurt has all the calcium & fat of milk sans lactose. so there are options for lactard babies & toddlers.

Glad lease-signing went well, sj, and (as always) sleep~ma to ALL Buffista babies.

My interviews went really well despite this throbbing headache. I won't lie, though, I'm not sure if I even want this job. The principal called it: I really am more of an academic than a dean. I think they may offer it to me anyway, but I'm not sure how I feel about that.

In some ways, I think they should just reject me. It would be easier.

Gods, my head is hurting. That may be affecting my overall attitude about this situation.

I have nothing to say about feeding babies or kids.

I do have to say that I had a very very Monday with tons of crazy callers all of whom would top any kind of crazy caller MiracleMan gets. I know you get a lot, but I got to hear from the guy who was sure the VA was out to get him by hiring unlicensed people to do medical work, forged all consent forms and documents, and then had him arrested when he showed up for a meeting with some hospital bigwig.

And that was the nice crazy caller of the day.

The principal called it: I really am more of an academic than a dean. I think they may offer it to me anyway, but I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Don't let them psych you out of it Kristin. Even if you try it for a year and decide 'no, not me.' it's still part of your experience, which is a plus for any academic.

Just me and two of my pennies.

I think it was all the talk of nights and weekends and no free periods in a day that is making me question whether or not I want to do this. We'll see. I should probably make an appointment to talk to the principal about the possibility of doing some kind of other mentorship/curricular position.

I'm overhtinking this.

I think it was all the talk of nights and weekends and no free periods in a day that is making me question whether or not I want to do this. We'll see. I should probably make an appointment to talk to the principal about the possibility of doing some kind of other mentorship/curricular position.

I'm overhtinking this. My fever is spiking, ai think.

While my doc does remind me that losing weight is a good thing, he has four chins himself and is wise enough to avoid hypocrisy. The fear of doctors calling me Unclean!(tm) is purely my own neurosis.

Disclaimer: Dr. Olsen is cool and is not to blame for his patients' mental issues.

I love that movie sox! (Barry Levinson likes kosher carrots) Lots of Jewish hotties in it, too. Doctors are generally dumb with me, too. Like being surprised I'm still alive, having mixed up their Childhood Disabling Conditions and shit. (Ha...my retrospective? Childhood Disabling Conditions and Shit: A Life in letters)

Iris is stubborn enough to cry for 5 hours straight. She hunger-struck at her preschool when they wouldn't let her drink juice, only water. Not Joking.

Mal's school offers milk or water. They were out of milk one day. Mal accepted the cup of water, stared at the teacher, and upended it on the floor.

The teacher who told me this later thought it was the most adorable thing she'd ever seen...but I died from embarrassment.

Also, yeah, Mal will cry until he passes out, despite years of sleep training. When he was wee, swaddling worked (and in fact was the only thing that would keep him from shredding his own face) but took two of us to achieve.

In other news, I was summoned to a management meeting today - where they gave me an award. Half of me is like, "Wow, I fooled them all!!!" The other half thinks this was to get out of giving me a promotion.